Chapter 8, Standing at the Edge of the Cliff

Thor continued, saying: "Sauron Capital has rented that office and paid a year's rent. Coincidentally, Miss Jane discussed her ideas with me... It doesn't matter, the rent has already been paid. I can give her some money to help her operate it. As long as we can earn back the rent, I won't mind. Of course, if she is not successful, then all the losses are merely a 'necessary expense'... Of course, if she is not successful, then all the losses are merely a 'necessary expense'...

Certainly, such days are merely a beginning for you; in the future, you will face more expenses and suffering

Miss Jian has already signed the contract; she has successfully changed jobs. This indicates from one perspective that the salary offered by Tor is quite high

Life and death are predetermined, it turns out that standing before me is a great deity, a billionaire

This statement gave Wang Cheng a glimmer of hope, and he eagerly followed up with the question: "If an ordinary doctor would say this, then what is your diagnosis?"

"Your boss is not aware," Tor replied immediately, "We have not informed him about your condition; he probably thinks you are still calibrating the machines for us."

Thor pointed at the mixed-race man of Chinese descent, who did not respond to Wang Cheng's question. He leisurely disengaged from the conversation, strolled to the door, took out his mobile phone, removed the battery, and then pulled out a cigarette from a book. He opened the door, looking around as if searching for a place to smoke. A passing nurse, seeing his action, smiled and reminded him: "Smoking is prohibited here"

Thor smiled broadly: "`Soren Capital` is just a company I registered temporarily in the Solomon Islands for twenty-five dollars in three minutes, and it has nothing to do with my original profession"

Poor Miss Jian has now met with a tragedy

It turns out that Sauron Capital belongs to the plumbing industry... I understand a bit now, so what exactly does a plumber do

Wang Cheng felt a vague sense of anticipation in his heart. He looked at Tor with eagerness and sincerity, waiting for the other party to continue—at that moment, Akaredo at the door suddenly interjected: "Your situation is quite difficult"

Wang Cheng believed that the Chinese man did not understand Chinese, but it was evident that the man clearly understood the nurse's Mandarin. He withdrew, closed the ward door again, and continued to stand at the door, holding a cigarette in his mouth without lighting it, merely blocking the door and peering through the glass into the corridor

If it were someone else who learned that they were afflicted with such a complex illness, they would likely experience an immediate mental breakdown, or fall into despair, or be consumed by anxiety, or blame fate... However, Wang Cheng possesses a level of clear understanding and an open-minded attitude towards illness and the issues of life and death that is not commensurate with his age.

Thor placed two battery-removed phones on the bedside table, carefully adjusting their positions to ensure that the phones were perfectly parallel to the edge of the table. After completing this, he leisurely remarked: "In this condition of yours, if a regular doctor were to examine you, he would say that you are completely cancerous—every part of your body has undergone cancerous transformation."

Thor stared intently at Wang Cheng, and after two or three minutes, he smiled: "I am actually a 'drainage technician'."

Tore nodded in agreement: "In a place where even a minor cold can cost hundreds or even thousands of yuan, you really cannot afford to be sick. To be honest, you were in a coma for three days, and even I was shocked by the hospitalization fees provided by the hospital; it feels unaffordable. You were hospitalized for only three days, yet the daily expenses exceeded two thousand US dollars... This medical record states that on the first day, you received oxygen over forty times, each time for half an hour, and you also received a blood transfusion... My goodness, I don't remember you receiving a blood transfusion; I still recall that there are only twenty-four hours in a day... This medical record states that on the first day, you received oxygen over forty times, each time for half an hour, and you also received a blood transfusion... My goodness, I don't remember you receiving a blood transfusion; I still recall that there are only twenty-four hours in a day.

Thus, when he heard what Thor had said, he showed not the slightest hint of panic, and then he asked in a tone of almost astonishing calmness: "So this is cancer, right? Skin cancer, blood cancer... should we also add brain tumor?"

After a brief pause, Tor continued, "In fact, what we truly wish to hire is not Miss Jian, but you."

He believed early on that life and death are predetermined, yet he felt that he was still too young and somewhat unwilling to accept it. More importantly, there was his mother. His mother had always been patient and strong, but he did not know how she would continue to live after losing her husband in middle age and then facing the loss of her son in old age

Thor smiled proudly: "The term 'drainage technician' is a specific phrase... I am unsure how to translate it accurately into Chinese. You know, everyone encounters difficulties; having problems means there is a blockage, and that is where we professionals come in to help clear it—my name is Thor."

Although Wang Cheng had a clear understanding of his situation, the sudden emergence of expenses right before his eyes still left him in a state of panic. He felt as if a fissure had opened up beneath his feet, leading to an endless abyss. Instinctively, he wanted to escape: "Oh my, this, this... please, help me with the discharge procedures, immediately. Our boss..."

Wang Cheng's thoughts were in disarray, reflecting on the past and the future, especially considering the suffering his mother was about to endure. He sighed in despair: "Can I still... is there any hope for me with this illness?"

This is not because his nerves are particularly thick or particularly resilient, but rather because his father's illness has recurred repeatedly. In the hospital, he has witnessed the torment of suffering, the struggle for life, the desperate fight against death, and even the heart-wrenching separations. In his brief youth, during his adolescent years, he has seen the endurance and patience of patients' families, the struggle between exorbitant medical expenses and familial bonds, and the despair of those who, unable to bear the high costs of treatment, choose to forgo it. Therefore, when such news befell him, he accepted it calmly, even harboring thoughts of an early death leading to rebirth.

The Chinese man at the door suddenly spoke, his tone somewhat awkward, as if he rarely expressed himself in Chinese, resulting in a slightly strange accent: "The meaning of 'Tor' is 'tower'; the word 'tower' in Western culture signifies an organizer—according to Chinese terminology, it means: he is our leader, the person in charge of the entire company"

Wang Cheng felt somewhat disappointed and, unwilling to give up, continued to ask: "The profession you are engaged in... oh, it's quite strange. I remember you owning Soren Capital? Now you say you are a plumber... hmm?"

After a while, Wang Cheng's emotions calmed down, and his expression became relaxed, filled with a sense of understanding the ways of the world. Once his thoughts stabilized completely, Wang Cheng, as if grasping at a lifeline, suddenly noticed a flaw in the other person's words. He immediately asked tentatively: "You said you have a laboratory? Is it acquired by your company? Haha, do they need people to test new drugs?"

I signed a one-year contract with Miss Jian, and I clearly stated my requirements to her: if she is unable to meet the profit targets I have set, then after one year, Soren Capital will announce the closure of its office in China

Thor continued to respond calmly: "However, when such symptoms are observed by a skilled physician, he might say that this is not cancer in the ordinary sense, because all the tissue cells in your body appear different from those of an average person. Furthermore, apart from occasionally exhibiting some discomfort, there has been no rejection reaction from the tissue cells... Therefore, we can only say: your physical condition cannot be measured by common standards... However, even without using common standards, this condition is still referred to in medical terms as 'cancerous change'"

Tor stared at the man of mixed Chinese descent named Akaredo until he saw him block the observation window on the door with his body, at which point he nodded in satisfaction. He then took out his own phone, ... and also removed Wang Cheng's phone battery ... . During this time, the weak and powerless Wang Cheng was lost in thought over the sudden bad news and did not notice the other person's strange actions.